The blind boss's nanny

After that night, Yuanbao was allowed to spend the night under the eaves.

But as the chill of late autumn grew stronger, Lin Xiaoman noticed that Yuanbao's appetite had decreased significantly.

"Chairman,"

She carried the tea into the study.

"Yuanbao hasn't been eating much these past two days; he's probably caught a cold."

Lu Tingzhao was listening to financial news when he heard this, and then paused the audio.

Explain clearly.

Lin Xiaoman mustered her courage and finished speaking in one go:

"Although you won't get wet in the rain under the eaves, the draft at night is quite cold. Yuanbao's fur hasn't fully grown back yet..."

Just then, A-Zhe came in carrying a laptop, the screen displaying Yuanbao's real-time body temperature monitoring data...

This is the health monitoring collar that the boy put on Yuanbao yesterday.

"Your body temperature is low."

A Zhe pointed to the curve graph.

Lu Tingzhao remained silent for a long time.

The temperature that night was only in the teens, and he lingered on the porch before going upstairs to sleep.

Yuanbao woke up immediately, but dared not be as affectionate as during the day, and just curled up and trembled slightly.

"......Come in."

These two words were spoken very softly.

Yuanbao hesitated before following the man's footsteps and quietly lay down in a corner on the living room carpet.

From then on, Yuanbao officially gained the right to move around in the living room.

After the autumn rain, the sky was clear and bright.

At this time of year, most of the servants would have already gone on vacation with the three Lu siblings around the world...

The warm sunshine of the south, the charm of the islands, and the snow scenery of Hokkaido.

This year, the estate was unusually quiet, with Aunt May directing people to air out the winter quilts and autumn harvest crops.

The courtyard was filled with hanging quilts, and Yuanbao frolicked happily among the clotheslines, occasionally being patted on the head by passing servants.

Even Ah Zhe, who usually stays at home, sat on the porch with his laptop, letting the sunlight dance on the keyboard.

"Chairman, the sun is shining brightly today."

Taking advantage of the breakfast break, Lin Xiaoman whispered,

"Yuanbao can now remember the route from the main house to the glass house very well."

Lu Tingzhao put down his coffee cup:

"so what?"

"so……"

She observed his expression.

"Would you like to... try having it take you somewhere? Consider it a test of my training progress."

Seeing the man's brows furrow slightly, she quickly added:

"The information says that guide dogs need to develop a good relationship with their owners. In case... in case I have to take time off work one day, Yuanbao can ensure your safety."

"Are you asking for leave?"

"No, no!"

She quickly waved her hand, then softened her tone.

"I just feel... you haven't taken a walk in the yard in a long time. How about Yuanbao helps you?"

The sound of Yuanbao chasing fallen leaves drifted in from outside the window, and the sunlight shone directly onto Lu Tingzhao's hand.

Lu Tingzhao finally realized that he hadn't stepped out of the main house in a long time.

Where is the saddle?

He put down the cup.

Lin Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and she quickly retrieved the guide harness, then gently called out to Yuanbao.

The puppy immediately ran over.

Yuanbao seemed to understand that this was an important moment, and sat upright at Lu Tingzhao's feet, its tail gently sweeping the ground.

When Lu Tingzhao's hand touched the saddle, Yuanbao obediently raised his head.

Lin Xiaoman whispered instructions from the side:

"Yes, press here... Yuanbao understands the commands 'forward' and 'stop'..."

Lu Tingzhao's fingers fumbled to fasten the last clasp.

He stood up, and Yuanbao immediately adjusted his posture, standing steadily to his left front.

"Yuanbao (a type of ancient Chinese currency), glass house."

Lu Tingzhao gave the order.

Yuanbao began to slowly move forward.

Lin Xiaoman followed two steps behind, watching the golden retriever pause at each step, skillfully avoiding flower pots on the road, and slowing down at corners.

They walked very slowly over a distance of thirty meters.

The sunlight cast long shadows of the three people...

The guide dog led the way attentively, the man gripped the harness tightly, and the girl following behind always had her arms outstretched in a protective gesture.

When Lu Tingzhao's hand finally touched the cold doorknob of the glass room, Yuanbao happily wagged its tail.

"……not bad."

This understated comment finally put Lin Xiaoman at ease.

What she didn't notice was:

Lu Tingzhao, with his back to her, had a very faint smile on his lips.

A strange experience lingered in my mind...

"Chairman, shall we go take a look at the greenhouse?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xiaoman realized that the word "see" was not used appropriately.

"I mean... I want to go inside and take a look..."

The man did not respond, but had already pushed open the glass door.

This was requested by my younger sister, Lu Tingxi. She loves flowers and wants fresh flowers in our home all year round.

After she moved out, no one came to pick the flowers in the greenhouse anymore.

A moist, warm feeling wafted over, mixed with the fragrance of various flowers.

"Chairman, there's a cluster of purple flowers on your left, shaped like... a butterfly fluttering in the air..."

"It's an iris."

Lu Tingzhao said softly,

"It should have withered by now."

Lin Xiaoman was somewhat surprised, but she gradually mustered her courage and pointed to the corner:

"Over there, there's a fluffy purple flower ball..."

"That's a spider flower."

The man's tone was unusually gentle.

"When Tingxi was little, she always said it looked like cotton candy."

Passing through layers of flower trellises, Lin Xiaoman stopped in front of a cluster of bright red flowers:

"This one is the most special; its petals are curled up, like..."

"Dragon Claw Chrysanthemum."

Lu Tingzhao also walked to the flowers and gently touched the petals.

"It drove very well."

His fingertips lingered on the petals for a moment, then suddenly turned to Lin Xiaoman:

Describe to me the cluster of blue flowers behind you.

She turned around, struggling to find the right words:

"The petals are very thin, like butterfly wings, trembling gently in the wind..."

"Blue snowflake."

He nodded slightly.

"You described it very vividly."

Yuanbao sat quietly between the two, its tail gently brushing the ground.

Sunlight streams through the glass roof, gilding this fragrant world with golden edges.

What day of the week is it today?

Lu Tingzhao suddenly asked.

Lin Xiaoman did some quick calculations:

Sunday.

—A family dinner day for the three Lu siblings.

The man pondered for a moment:

"Choose some flowers to decorate the dining table. Also, have the kitchen prepare the stewed pufferfish that Tingzhou likes."

"Okay!"

Lin Xiaoman excitedly picked up the flower shears.

She had never studied flower arranging, but she still remembered the times she picked wildflowers on the hill behind Sunshine House...

Dandelions paired with foxtail grass, wild roses with unnamed little blue flowers—the children always stuffed every canning jar to the brim.

She hummed an off-key nursery rhyme, then carefully cut off a few sprigs of blue plumbago and paired them with pale pink spider flowers.

Yuanbao lay down at her feet, gently sniffing the falling petals.

Lu Tingzhao sat quietly in the rattan chair.

He couldn't see her busy figure, but he could hear the crisp sound of the scissors, smell the fragrance of flowers floating in the air, and hear her humming an off-key lullaby.

At this moment, even time itself seems to soften.